The following is a transcript of an SMS conversation that
happened on a dark and stormy Friday evening not too long ago.
Laydiefa: Jam teruk giler..
Me: I’m also caught in one at PJ. Sigh. Layan lalak
ajelah.
Laydiefa: No wonder it hasn’t stopped raining..
haihh
Me: Dah memang hujan, layan aje la.
Laydiefa: Yeah.. it made me cancel my plan to nokia
starlight cinema tonight. Thank you Mr Redzuan! Thank yousss!
:-P
Me: Aniiiiii.. angkat kain jemuraaaaaaan, hujan dah turuunnnnn…
Laydiefa: Wahahahaha.. so when its gonna be ‘jemuran dah
turunnnnn’?
Me: Bila kita sampai rumah.
Laydiefa: Which for me, could mean another 15 minutes..
look at the sky. Macam nak hujan lagi lebat. What kind of song
are you singing ni?
Me: Oh Carol
Laydiefa: Fine. I’m committing suicide. :))
So, not only do the music I play are ear bleeding, they’re
suicide inducing as well. I’m seriously considering starting a
cult. No teapots involved. Crackpots and pinheads may apply.














Male carbon based bipedal life form capable of operating machines that can perform billions of operations per second without bloodshed. Also capable of producing millions of male reproductive cells on a daily basis without even trying.
Recent Comments